Otatso Wetlands glow in the dark

Maybe she had mistaken her for another. But she did not want to believe otherwise. Tilting her head once more, she leaned forward and blinked at the chimera of a wolf. She had never imagined her fairy companion to be so shy or even to deny her nature. Yes, she could smell The Sunspire on this wolf, but it was faint. She must have been a new member. "It's better if I believe you are someone else," she said quietly. She felt no need to speak of the animosity that would have been present otherwise. Still, reality filled her nostrils, and she asked, "Why didn't you come to my pack, my little fairy?" Of course, the little red wolf was in turmoil about her own membership, fond as she was becoming of her new home. Her ankle ached as she thought about the big, black wolf. She needed to run away from it all. Slowly, she began to fold into herself.